𝗂. 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 . 𝖻𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎

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she hummed in response, silent until she asked like it was the most normal thing ever. 'how did you plan your death?'

he shrugged, tracing the cuts on his thighs till he winced, realising they hadn't healed yet. 'i guess i just wanted to find comfort,'

she looked thoroughly amused. 'that is much deeper than my plan,'

suddenly, he felt a rush of childish curiosity. 'what was your plan?'

she glanced at him. 'i don't think you'd speak to me after realising how pathetically psychotic my plan is, so i think i'll shut up,'

'tell me, i want to know!'